Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"Oh heh, what an amazing hat." Umbridge sighed pretentiously, and let out a series of exaggerated laughter, which made people creepy.

"I remember that Beauxbatons and Durmstrang don't seem to have a tradition of divisions? Should we learn from them? Maybe this will make them more united? More cohesive?"

"As far as I know, there seem to be deep contradictions in the various houses of Hogwarts. Could it be caused by the division?" Umbridge said in a hoarse, disgusting voice.

"The branch will not make everyone disunited, it is just based on the personality of the students, teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, and it is also easy to manage."

Professor McGonagall suddenly appeared beside Dumbledore, frowned, and said to Umbridge in a serious tone.

She had a bad impression of this ugly woman, not to mention the slanderous statement she had just made about Hogwarts.

Umbridge was noncommittal.

She has now begun to go beyond the norm, showing her power.

"Actually... In North America, there is also a magic school called Ifamoni. They are also divided into four schools, namely Thunderbird, Cat Leopard, Goblin, and Water Snake. They all have their own characteristics. We are very similar. It's not unique to our family, and they have developed quite well." Dumbledore supported his half-moon lens, and then said slowly.

"This is also the original intention of the four founders of Hogwarts. When they merge together, they may not want to see it, and they can retain their own characteristics."

"Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is the key to education." Dumbledore said meaningfully.

"It sounds reasonable." Umbridge nodded reluctantly, but after being refuted, the expression on the toad's face was calm.

Most of the old and new students in the audience did not notice that there was an ugly woman on the guest seat, but focused on the food in front of them.

Dinner time began. All kinds of delicious food fell from the sky and appeared on the plate. The freshmen widened their eyes. Every time they entered the school, they would have such a novel experience.

"Beef pie, lamb shank, toast, beef kidney pie, Yorkshire pudding, beans, fried bacon, sausage, scrambled eggs..." In front of Gryffindor's long tabletop, Hermione took out a small notebook, while While taking inventory, he began to record, "They must have worked hard to prepare these ingredients."

In the red cowhide book, the first line on the front page reads: "A survey of house-elf recipes.

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Based on the ease of making the food, extrapolate their working hours.

"Are you still concerned about those slaves?" Ron stretched his head to take a peek at what Hermione was writing, and rolled his eyes.

"They are not slaves, they have the right to enjoy freedom!" Hermione frowned at this time and said with reason.

"Yes, yes, I've never seen them have any idea of ​​fighting for freedom. They are so happy they are dying as slaves." Ron shook his head disdainfully. Then I scooped a spoonful of beans from the plate and put it into a bowl.

Hermione's face flushed and her body was shaking with anger.

Harry was caught in the middle, and he chose to be silent now, quietly picking the fish bones from the plate and throwing them out of the table.

The grilled fish seems to taste good today too?

He thought so.

At this time, Nick, who was almost headless, dragged his transparent body to and fro on the ceiling. The senior students were used to this, while the freshmen looked at the ghost in shock, showing expressions of horror from time to time.

No one likes eating with ghosts.

After a while, the classmates were all full and full, and the sound of the auditorium gradually became noisy. At this time, Dumbledore stood up again, waved his big hand, and the flames in the iron plate hanging on the wall became bright for a while. Sheng, this is where he's going to start announcing something important.

The dinner was over and the food disappeared from the plate.

Dumbledore's expression was serious.

"In the new semester, there are some things that must be notified to everyone first. Now is a very urgent moment, and it is even more necessary to abide by the rules." Dumbledore said.

What follows is the clichéd topics, such as forbidden forests and forbidden areas, and the newly added list of prohibited items.

As long as the Weasleys stayed at the school for a day, Filch's little book had an endless list of prohibited items, and they had a steady stream of genius prank ideas.

At this time, the twins made faces at the janitor Filch, who was standing on the side, and the janitor gave them a fierce look back.

They can invent a lot of new things this semester.

"Next is the personnel change." Dumbledore paused.

"Mr. Alastor Moody will be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, well, this time it's true." Dumbledore made a deliberate joke that was not very funny.

Mad-Eye Moody dragged the lame leg and stood up at this time, nodding, but he didn't look so happy. The magic eye glanced at the students around, and the laughing students immediately froze.

There was some sparse applause from the audience.

Snape's sallow face was terribly ugly, and once again the Defence Against the Dark Arts teaching position he coveted was on the sidelines.

"Then the last one, I will temporarily accept the entrustment of the Ministry of Magic, no longer manage related affairs of Hogwarts, and resign as headmaster."

There was an uproar in the audience, most students and teachers couldn't believe the news.

On the contrary, Snape had always had that dead face, but he didn't show too much surprise.

Maybe Dumbledore had told him the news long ago.

On the contrary, it was Professor McGonagall. The old lady stared at the scene in shock. As the vice-principal, she had just learned the news.

"These were decided by the school board of directors, and I accept it." Dumbledore's deep voice echoed in the auditorium.

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore is very big-picture concept." Umbridge clapped his hands at this time and praised. "The Ministry of Magic will soon send a new Acting Headmaster to take over Hogwarts-related matters."

"By the way, let me introduce myself first. I'm the new Minister of Magic, Dolores Umbridge."

She tried to show her kindness.

It's just that Harry always thought she smiled maliciously and the wrinkles on her face were annoying, as many of the students present thought.

"She laughed so disgustingly," said Ron disgustedly.

"It's not right to judge people by their appearance," Hermione said solemnly.

"But she did laugh disgustingly," she added. "I agree with you on that."

Hate someone, sometimes for no reason.

On the first day of school, I received not-so-good news, which was really disappointing.